Cause everbody care. Black, white, deep down we all do.

And you call yourself a Christian,' were Hilly's words to me and I thought, God. When did I ever do that?

He let out a long sorry sigh and I love that look on his face, that disappointment. I understand now why girls resist,just for that sweet look of regret.

it always sound scarier when a hollerer talk soft.

Everyone knows how we white people feel, the glorified Mammy figure who dedicates her whole life to a white family. Margaret Mitchell covered that. But no one ever asked Mammy how she felt about it.

...My sister Doreena who never lifted a royal finger growing up because she had the heart defect that we later found out was a fly on the X-ray machine.

The day your child says she hates you, and every child will go through the phase, it kicks like a foot in the stomach.